On a mountain slope
Solitary, uncompanioned
Stands a cherry tree.
Except for you, lonely friend,
To others I am unknown.
~Abbot Gyoson*
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digital photography
100 days…60th day
Spring is going;
hesitating and indecisive,
the last cherry blossom
~Buson*
*cited:
Haiku Master Buson
Trans: Y Sawa & E Shiffert
100 days…59th day
Does that bird
think of past times
as it flies, singing
over the shade in the spring…
of weeping willows?
100 days…58th day
Within but a single night
The cherry blossoms vanish
And are completely gone
~Issa*
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100 days…56th day
As I view the moon,
Many thoughts come into my mind,
And my rememberings are sad
Yet, it is not for me alone,
That this spring has come.
100 days…54th day
I don’t regard my life Continue reading
100 days…50th day
The fields in spring time
Lie trailed with mist
And somewhat sadly
In this evening gloam
A bush warbler, sings
~Otomo no Yakamochi*
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100 days…45th day
up ahead, someone
will be at home
spring morning
100 days…43rd day
I am a drop of dew
Hanging from a leaf
Yet, I am not unrestful
For on this branch, I seem to have existed
From before the birth of the world
~Izumi Shikibu
summer garden
Ah, for blossoms-
to bring gusts of wind
to my summer garden
~Sogi*
*cited:
Haiku before Haiku
Trans: S. Carter
a meditative journey 
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